A nut I truly am

For some reason, I can't seem to express my feelings well, unlike before. It's as if something is blocking it's way out. Like someone had placed a cork over it.

I still can't get that Dalai Lama test that our Theology teacher made us take... Could it be true? That's not possible... I think of that person as a friend...

Or do I?

Ah hell. I don't like this.

Good mornng, world and all its inhabitants.

Ah yes. Harry Potter audio books put me in a good mood today. I feel slightly relaxed and calm today...

(this title was meant to be blank, for reasons unknown)

I cry a lot. That's what I've noticed. When I see someone cry, even though I'm not really sure why they are crying, the tears appear and they just come out. Like a waterfall that was once stopped.

But even though these tears fall, I am strong. I still fight back. I may look weak and cowardly, even though sometimes I am. But I will not back down. These tears are just the feelings held back by the looks of the society.

Whatever you see when you look at me, and whatever you hear when I speak, is merely a glimpse of what is inside.

just a thought....

...I am an idiot till the end.